It's like friendship and a business partnership
And we have to always be conscious of the difference between 'em Because you know, some things can happen
That'll ruin one or the other so we always, we always
Stay conscious of those things, those obstacles that can
You know trip us up, because we ain't trying to go out like that

Friends, business, friends, business, friends, business
Motherfucker, yeah, Gang Starr, Gang Starr
M.O.P., ghetto people

Son you're supposed to be my man
But you ain't wise enough to realize this is B.I.
See I wanna taste the whole cake
Some things in this industry, shit be so fake
Make no mistake, if you're my man you'd understand about the plan
To stack hundreds of grands, that's right
And how to stand, on much more acres of land
And to expand from the days of goin' hand to hand

So like I was CEO, I do my thing son
And turn this underground rap thing to my kingdom
Release a fistful of rhymes for the fiscal year
MC's are wishful fuckin' with this here
They stuck with the tear, for fear they forsake a brother's love
It's clear, I'd have to be the better man I'm thinkin'
The 7th Letter Man ain't got no time for petty speakin', uhh

So we go our separate ways, I see the fork in the road
I know I blessed you with a portion of gold
And some good fortune to hold
So keep that while I keep it movin', just like truckloads
Of interstate cargo, taxin' niggaz like U.S. embargoes
You my man like I said so all the best
You should've known we do shit differently than all of the rest

Can't afford to let a link be loose in the chain
It's time for us to get mad more, juice in the game
You're buggin' son, that's right, that's word to Billy and Fame
So I'ma stay the game, that we play to win, yeah
So I don't care what you say to her or say to him
The object son, is to excel and lead
And niggaz be bluffin', fallin' for nothin' but greed

If it's animosity, let me know
If you plottin' to stop my dough, time to go
Gang Starr, M.O.P., nigga, tryin' to blow
If you my man you could understand
If it's animosity, let me know
If you plottin' to stop my dough, time to go
Gang Starr, M.O.P., nigga, tryin' to blow
If you my man you could understand

Find more similar lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.com/WGXI'm true to myself you all, and I'm a down ass nigga
So don't fool yourself, clown ass nigga
I always been the type of cat that'll put it on ya
Since back in the days when Laze snatched me off the corner
And ever since then, the whole game changed
Everybody's against Lil' ass Fame
They wanna see me stretched out with my back smokin'
Left for dead in the street with my back opened

So I don't keep friends I just roll with
Niggaz I was raised with, went out in a blaze with
In the penile, to B.ville, down to Grayson
And we stick together in these last days kid
So I don't have what you call 'friends'
'Cause when it's on then they gone in the end
But I'ma handle my business indeed
'Cause niggaz be bluffin', fallin' for nothin' but greed

If it's animosity, let me know
If you plottin' to stop my dough, time to go
Gang Starr, M.O.P., nigga, tryin' to blow
If you my man you could understand
If it's animosity, let me know
If you plottin' to stop my dough, time to go
Gang Starr, M.O.P., nigga, tryin' to blow
If you my man you could understand

Hey yo, what happened to the love, soldier?
It never crossed my mind that you would doubt my love inside
And test my pride, I divide anything that I got with my M.O.P. staff
We all and we out, to the First Family loyalty, is no game
We them type of niggaz that money won't change
We all aim for the big picture but to me
It don't mean shit if your dogs ain't with you

I sacrifice my main arteries, why nigga?
Ain't nobody never loved me like my niggaz
See my business is my friendship and my friendship is my business
Can I get a witness, preach on, nigga
Hey yo, we went through all out wars, half-assed tours
Traveled 'cross this land with heavy contraband, see you my man
And you ain't never got to second guess or question
The love of William Danze, sure enough

I am invaluable, to my niggaz 'cause they all rest there
In thirty-two, better than nothin'
Think of William when they start bustin', I hold you down
When them body parts pop up, cousin, I'll be around

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